Couples Counseling Pt. 04 - Sex Stories

Couples Counseling Pt. 04

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"MGHHH!" he wails in muffled anguish.

Hips shivering, Tosh slumps. With the hand that grips his face, I straighten him back up. Settling him upright, I roughly yank his head back against my neck, reach my other hand down and resume edging him ... Release his nose, let him breathe, bring him close again ... then clench his nostrils shut, slap his dick and twist his nipple.

"Mghhh!"

Then starting edging him once more ...

"Um,Maîtresse?"

Out on the floor, the Bull looks up from his suck-slut's labours and looks at me with his face a bit screwed up. "Maîtresse, respectfully, I believe we're,ahh!, approaching the point of 'shoot it or lose it.' Your instructions?"

I take my hand away from its business with Tosh's penis, letting him think I've forgotten about him.

"Your assessment," I remind Vic.

He shows me an exasperated face like,Why are you dragging this out when I just said I'm about to blow? I don't respond; but he knows this about me, if I've got three slaves in the room at once, I'm going to tortureall of them.

"Ahh, that." Vic tugs back on Paige's ponytail to give himself a bit of relief. "Alors, for a slave who has been first-collared just this evening, remarkable. There are only six skills I would train up. Otherwise, this slave-mouth performs like it was born to it."

"Thank you. So,mon Toueau, what would you propose for her next slave-breaking exercise?"

He shrugs. It's a French sort of shrug, where you can almost picture him ...

... puffing on a cigarette and going,pfffft. "The slave's body is still too active and overexcited. A taming-fuck,peut-être?"

"Nothing would please me more," I say, with a wink that lets him know I haven't forgotten my promise of his 'spoils.' "Mais malhereusement, I need to extract the husband's permission first."

"Mmgh?" Tosh bridles.

I still have his mouth clamped, though I've released his nose, and my other hand has returned to his erection. "But I'll have that shortly," I smile.

I point to Paige. "Meanwhile, string upla chienne and whip the overexcitement out of her. If nothing else, she needs punishment for not getting you off, eh?"

"Mmgh?" It's Paige's turn to bridle. Cock in her mouth, her eyes shoot me that familiar look of,oh the unfairness! Not to mention, the affront to her cocksucking skills. Either way, defiance; an unacceptable display of backsliding, requiring immediate correction.

"Here," I unhook a ring-gag off my belt and toss it Vic. "Start by punishing that sassy mouth."

He pries open Paige's jaws, works in the gag and buckles the straps in back. Wide-eyed, she quickly learns, it's a pretty big ring. That's part of the punishment.

"'Leeth, 'Iss-esstth..."

Gagspeak for, 'Please, Mistress.' The other part of the punishment is, it makes her mewl like a barnyard animal. Whatever happens to her next, I expect to hear her squealing like a pig.

Returning my attention to Tosh, "Did I fail to mention the 'permission' thing? Must've slipped ...